Poetry – Therefore I Am

Therefore I Am

I shop therefore I am

A number in the amorphous mass

That feeds upon the demographic

Dangled in front of me – so crass.

I buy therefore I exist

To nourish the economic bubble

And create wealth for the chimps

Who cause so great a trouble.

I consume therefore I live

To support the wealth of others

And enable the system to persist

That creates expendable brothers.

I hoard therefore I’m worthy

Of their encouragement

And feed their greed and mania

Without the slightest lament.

I discard therefore I thrive

In their eyes, for I replace

The baubles and the beads

Without a trace of disgrace.

I think therefore I am

Untrustworthy to those whose aim

Is to make us economic

Numbers in their profit making game.

Opher 8.8.2015

Therefore I Am

Sometimes I think the whole world is one great economic market, a tourist theme park and money-making opportunity. There are no aims to live, enjoy or communicate. It is merely exploitation of everyone and the weakest go to the wall.

The people of the Third World are consumed, the poor are consumed and the natural world is consumed.

The mantra is progress. The clarion call is MORE!!!!

We are statistics to be analysed by politicians and businessmen. We are manipulated with subtle campaigns and our views are orchestrated for us. Our individual tastes are analysed and we are presented with opportunities, delectable tit-bits and possessions tailored to our individual tastes. Our every whim is catered for.

Where are our values? Where is our individuality? Where are our choices?

I shop therefore I am.

I Hate Shopping – a poem

Christmas is coming. My wardrobe requires attention. It was time for me to be escorted through the Christmas crowds to buy a new coat. This used to be a relatively easy process. Now it entails trailing round many shopping, trying on large numbers of coats and assessing how they impact on my image and sartorial demeanor. I just want a warm bloody coat.

Why can’t I just buy a coat?

What is going on with all these new things with ripped to shreds with deliberate tears? Fashion is madness.

 

I Hate Shopping

 

Mooching with multitudes of miserable mindless morons meandering around the mall.

 

I hate shopping.

 

Tediously trying on terrible togs full of trendy tears.

 

I hate shopping.

 

Ponderously plodding, pulled from pillar to post pointlessly appropriating property.

 

I hate shopping.

 

Acquiring awful artefacts, apathetically in an anguished agony of avid attainment.

 

I hate shopping.

 

Mumbling meaningless mumbo-jumbo over the morass of mouldering merchandise

 

I hate shopping.

 

Dissembling in ones domicile the drab discounted products of dubious distinction destined for discarding in the dustbin of destruction without delay.

 

Oh how I loathe shopping.

 

25.11.2017

A story – Shopping

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When I logged on today my computer reminded me that it was a good day to go shopping. I hadn’t realised that. So I quickly brought up my personal demographic to see what it was that I desperately needed. Unfortunately my personal preferences had become confused. Seemingly I had gone on line yesterday and bought something on a whim that was a long way outside of my normal preferences. It had thrown everything into an electronic dilemma. The centre in cyber-valley was no longer able to decide with certainty which products I required. It was pondering whether to go down this new route, with all the great new markets this opened up, or stick with the tried and tested. It was waiting to see where my next purchase would take me. I could almost sense its baited breath.

Undeterred by the lack of advice I checked what was trending and fortunately managed to buy some of that. I was lucky. Many of these trending products were running out. I just made it.

Quickly analysing my choices my personal demographic kicked in and offered me ten indispensable items which I snapped up with relish. They were different from my normal choices. It told me I was developing as a person. My choices were becoming more diverse and mature.

I was excited by the new opportunities that single purchase had opened up for me and spend a bit longer clicking on a number of items that I hadn’t previously realised that I required.

Eventually I was sated. I’d explored the avenues and made the choices. They’d be winging their way to me over the next few days and I’d be able to review and store my new acquisitions away with all the previous purchases. That was a bit daunting as it would inevitably require me having to make some space for them and that would require a culling. It was always hard deciding what to get rid of.

Never mind.

This shopping is exhausting!